This happened a long time ago, I was still a child. When I was a kid, I used to eat a lot of cornflakes, to the point that I changed their name to "Coco" because some cornflakes are called Coco Pops and Chocos. Yes, every time I wanted to eat some cornflakes, I always used to say "'do we have any coco?"
Story: I was in my bed trying to sleep, but I wanted to eat some coco, and the only way for me to eat Coco was to go down the stairs and head to the kitchen, and it was Waaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy past my bed time. Still, I, with determination and conviction on my face, headed to the kitchen with the utmost confidence and purest intentions.( I was just a gullible child, who wanted to eat my favourite snack.) Anyway, there I am heading towards the kitchen, I ran into my sister and my cousin. They were watching TV, and they never noticed me.(well, that's what I thought) I entered the kitchen, with a smile on my face and a face on a smile, I opened the refrigerator and got some cold milk and then opened the drawer and took the Coco out, but unfortunately I made some noise while trying to retrieve my Coco, so my cousin and my sister arrived at the kitchen, and saw me. Fortunately, I knew that it also was past their bedtime, so I, as any innocent child would do to his older siblings threatened them and said" If you say anything to dad, you are going down with me", so they kept their mouth shut as any siblings being threatened by their younger brother(hehe) would do. They were a bit hungry, so they decided to ignore me and cook some food, while I was pouring the milk on the bowel, I felt a sudden form of discomfort coming from my belly, I knew it from the moment I felt it, I knew that I had to go to the bathroom, but I still didn't want my finished Coco to turn warm while I'm doing my thing. So, while pouring the milk, I started shaking my legs in a fast manner, and decided to eat the coco and then go to the bathroom. I suddenly felt a feeling of relief, like I don't need to go the bathroom anymore, turns out, I shat myself, and the shit was dripping down from my trousers, to the kitchen floor, after it had landed on the floor, my cousins noticed something black on the floor, so he said "Hey, is that chocolate, so he was going to touch it , but before he touched I said " N-N-No that's my poop. He started freaking out and yelling at me, and saying some offensive remarks ( I know I was an idiot, what do you expect I was a child) anyway, while my cousin was yelling loudly, we heard a noise coming from upstairs, it was dad, he heard the noise and came down the stairs, my sister and my cousin started looking for a place to hide, while I couldn't even move due to the fact that poop was dripping out of me and it formed some kind of trail, so even if I hide, dad could just follow the poop trail and find me, so I just stood their like an idiot, seeing dad enter the kitchen and he saw me and said" WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I said with the most innocent smile "I'm making COCO!!!" He chased after me, I ran, and I don't even know if that's luck or not, but he actually slipped on my poop which made him fall of, which enabled me to run away, but as he stood up, he got so angry and caught up to me, then he kicked me in my already poop infested ass, and while I was going up the stairs, my ass started to feel sore, and small poop droplets started painting the White stairs with each step I take. This is how I fucked up, and I never even got to eat the fucking coco. I stopped eating cornflakes because of that experience.
Submitted March 05, 2016 at 09:50PM by Alive0for0now http://ift.tt/1LHsxoQ tifu
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